Today is my mom’s birthday. So, I thought a little post to celebrate her might be in order. Because last year, we very nearly had a very different looking birthday celebration. One without her. I don’t talk about this much, as perhaps it still doesn’t feel quite real, but, she nearly died last year. An infection with an abrupt onset, days of figuring out the issue (we’ll likely never know the exact cause), and then a recovery that took months. She spent two weeks in the hospital, on heavy duty antibiotics, had emergency surgery, and uncountable tests. But… she is here today.
I still consider myself to be quite lucky to have her here for her birthday again this year. My biggest fan, my best friend, my favoritest of all moms. For as long as I can remember, she has always made things magical and wonderful. Birthdays were always the right amount of a big deal. Christmases dripped with whimsy and magic – minus the year I asked in the middle of Rainbow Foods if Santa was real or not.
She has always made certain I have wanted for nothing. I missed out on nothing. If I wanted to join a sport, lets try it. If I wanted to go on a school trip, lets sign up. I always had books to read, toys to play with, pets to snuggle. She has always been the cool mom, I sometimes joke that people are friends with me so they can see my mom. She makes me laugh, even if I’m trying so hard to be angry.
Please join me in wishing my mommy a very happy birthday 💜
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